Death's Little Black Train

Oh Death Oh Death in the morning
Oh Death please spare me over to another year
Spare me over ‘til another year

What has eyes but can’t see
Nothin’ but death got a hold on me

What has a tongue but can’t talk
Take your feet so you can walk

Take your eyes you you can see
Ain’t nothin’ but death got a hold on

Oh Death Oh Death in the morning
Oh Death please spare me over to another year
Spare me over ‘til another year
Spare me over to another year
Spare me over to the another year

A little black train is coming
You better go and get in line
You better set your house in order
That train may be here tonight

Oh that train I ride
Is sixteen 16 coaches long
It’s the same old train
Took my mama and gone

It took my papa and left
And It’s plain to see
That it’s the same old train
That’s comin’ for you and me

It leaves at midnight
With the lights all black
And when you touch that train
You ain’t comin’ back

Oh that little black train is comin’
Get all of your business right
You better get your house in order
For that train may be here tonight

Oh that little black train is comin’
Get all your business right
You better get your house in order
Oh Death Oh Death in the morning
Oh Death oh please spare me over to another year
oh please spare me over to another year
Oh Death oh please spare me over to another year
Oh won’t you spare me over ‘til another year
oh please spare me over to another year
Oh Death oh please spare me over to another year
Oh won’t you spare me over to another year